-Katherine- Knock Knock

[Damon Guiseppe Salvatore]

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Damon Salvatore, vampire and older brother of Stefan. Damon hadn't seen his younger brother for decades which he didn't mind. He did leave his brother a long time ago and he did hear some rumours that Stefan was back in Mystic Falls. Lucky for him Damon was coming to town and a lot of things were going to change. He knew his brother wasn't the ripper anymore and that was okay because in all honesty he didn't like Stefan like that, sure Damon had his fair share of humans but he had control. He wondered what Stefan's diet was like but he didn't let that go through his mind for long. Damon liked human blood plus it gave him an advantage over his brother.

Damon looked at the night sky and the white moon. He was going to have a lot of fun, especially once he got Katherine out of the tomb. He had various plans in his head and he knew what to do. He needed a Bennett and there was a Bennett in this town. He would work his way up and once he had Katherine back they'd both do whatever the hell they pleased. He knew that it would probably take time to do what he had to do but time was on his hands. He didn't know anyone in this town but he would soon enough. Maybe he should join the council, he knew there was one still around but they were kind of secret. All of his plans being unfolded, it was just perfect.

Damon started walking down the road, he wanted to get to the Salvatore house, who knows maybe he'd run into Stefan. He heard a car coming and instantly he knew what he had to do, one of his tricks. He laid down on the ground and waited for the car to stop. It didn't stop it ran over him and then stopped. People were such idiots sometimes. The woman got out of the car in complete utter shock. He looked at her and stood up with vampiric speed. "Don't worry, this won't hurt a bit," he said with a tight smile. He bit into the girl and drank until he was full, he then compelled her to forget.

He started running so he could get to the house, he didn't feel like walking all night. Once he arrived he opened the door, it wasn't locked for some reason. He then went into a cabinet and got a bottle of rum and started drinking it. The good thing about this place, it had all the alcohol. Damon was back and no one knew what he had in store. He put some music on and swayed a little bit. Life was good right now, it'd be better with Katherine though. He was going to have to compel some girls to come back to the house. Right now he was okay with just dancing a little bit and enjoying himself. This may be a long night so why not drink until the next day?

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[jess]

Coming here was a mistake.

One that she made then, made now, made time and time again. There was a masochistic pull that drew her back despite her heart's wounds and better judgment. Foolish dreams and shattered hope never went well for her, especially when it came to matters of love. Yet here she was, striding to the front door of a very familiar home. As her hand came up to rest on the door handle, Katherine winced. Everything in her body telling her to turn around, to leave, to let it go and move on. She had Sam, a man who wanted her and cared for her knowing all of her darkness. She had Elena, another daughter, just as dear as the one she had lost as a babe, her younger sister grown into an incredible young woman. She had Stefan back home safe, not that she had let herself see him or speak to him since his freedom and tenuous rehabilitation. For all her faults, she couldn't bear the other Salvatore telling her how much he loathed her and wished she was dead. It would be another nail into her thrice damned coffin; and be it selfish and cowardly, she couldn't listen to it again.

But there were things she needed to collect before she let herself close the door of her heart and past to those boys completely. Simple things, really; a few errant bits of clothing that could be replaced, but it was her picture she was really here for. She'd return it to Stefan eventually, but she wanted to show Sam who she was. Sharing her past with him felt right, felt like in it's own way a cathartic way of baring her soul to him. Determined to make this a fast visit, Katherine opened the front door and slipped inside. At this time of night, with the moon and stars gleaming above, no one should be here. As her heels clicked against the floor, Katherine wandered in, hand still over her heart in contemplation and lost in her memories. While she needed to be focused, her errant feet had other plans. Leading her to where they had argued, where Damon had been so cruel. Pulled by sorrowful memory, Katherine didn't notice the sounds of someone moving about until she was already in the doorway. Bathed in moonlight, Katherine looked up at Damon and froze.

The entirety of the picture was the epitome of Wrong. He was here, drinking again. Something she had come to associate with the mercurial Salvatore more often than not. The scent of blood clung to him, a fresh and messy feeding was in his recent past; if she guessed right the blood on him had barely begun to cool. She had indulged herself in a similar manner, remembering coaches through the wood and her own chin bathed in rich, sweet scarlet blood. But it was the fact that he was here and the stealth game was afoul that twisted her stomach into knots. What could she do but stand there, cursing herself for wanting something so trivial and taking such a stupid and senseless risk? What could she possibly say that wouldn't be twisted into something ugly, thrown in her face? A thundering echoed in her ears, sounding suspiciously like the last conversation they had. …better for all of us if you just let him kill you… I never loved you… wish you were dead… You're Nothing, Katherine…

With her stomach lanced through with so much anguish, she was proud her voice only sounded hollow. To sound broken would have been a victory she couldn't give him.

"Hello, Damon."





::stop:: Sorry this is so late, my darling! I've been soooo busy! >.<
::look:: Outfit
::listen:: If I Die Young by The Band Perry
::you're it:: Damon!! <3
::the credit:: Jess

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Damon blared the music into the house and started drinking. He was never good when he drank, he was even more of a wreck for that matter. He had recently found out that Katherine had not been in the tomb but was just put in there for a week or two. All this time she wasn't looking for him, she didn't care about him when he had been searching for a way to get her out. He took a bottle of whiskey out and started drinking from it, he didn't care how much he was drinking, right now he was just trying to not break. He was past his breaking point though. The amount of anger and hurt he had in him was just so unimaginable.

He didn't want to do anything today but he would most likely go out and drink from people. He started breaking the house apart, he threw things around in anger. He hated feeling this way, he didn't want to feel this way at all. How could someone he loved do this to him? Didn't she love him at some point in time? Did she even care? He needed to find out why she would do this, he needed to find her but not at this state of mind. He sat down on the couch and drank after his little hissy fit. He just needed to think right now, he wanted to know so much, he felt so lost right now.

He heard footsteps and then a familiar voice. This time it wasn't Elena. He turned stood up right away and stood right in front of the girl. "Katherine," he let a smile out but then it faded. He grabbed her by the neck and used vampiric speed to put her up against a wall. "Isn't this nice? Seeing one another after all these years?" He started drinking from his his whiskey bottle as he held her with his other hand. He looked at her with his hurt eyes. He didn't think it would be this bad but seeing her now was just a mess. He wanted to stake her right now, but of course he would never be able to do it, he'd have to get over her first. He didn't like the way she was looking at him right now, he hated everything right now.

He finally let go of the girl and walked away from her and turned around, he didn't want to be near her at the moment. He was going to mention Sophia but he decided not to, he wanted that to be a surprise for her. Sophia had to make an entrance and Damon wanted to ruin it but this was Katherine and he was pissed off with her. "So, you and the vampire hunter. I'm surprised he hasn't staked you in your sleep yet. Then again you're great at manipulating people now aren't you?" He wanted to know more about the vampire hunter and he wanted to know why Katherine didn't look for him, it just didn't make sense. Why didn't she love him like he loved her? He needed answers and he needed them now.

Damon took another drink of his whiskey, he needed it just to get rid of the pain and this was the only way he could actually speak to her. "Why are you here anyway?" He said with anger and disgust in his voice. He didn't care if she knew he was angry at her, that was what he wanted. He didn't have humanity in him and he didn't care for anything, but this was the thing that killed him the most. He had never felt so betrayed by anyone before. He didn't even want Katherine here right now, but he did want to know why she was a natural bitch and just get information from her. He should have just moved on instead of wasting his time looking for her all these years. All those years were wasted, not like she cared at all.

Word count: 671
Tag: Katherine <3
Outfit: Outfit!
Notes: It's fine sweets! I'm sorry I took long to respond I didn't know you posted! Fail on my part <3

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[jess]

And again, Damon through her up against a wall. And again he was snarling, growling, spewing venom at her. All Katherine could do was close her eyes, waiting for him to stop his newest tirade. But what he said made no sense, and after a heartbeat Katherine allowed the bewilderment to show on her face. "Years? Damon, we saw each other than a week ago." He was acting bipolar, so different from his earlier cruelty and yet so very much the same. Her voice was emotional, pained and clearly a touch broken. As his hand let go of her neck, Katherine let her own cold one reach up to trail along her abused skin.

And then he mentioned Sam. And all Katherine could do was stare, lips parted in shock before her eyes narrowed. Charging forward with darkened eyes, she let her hand lash out violently, pushing her blood to make her movements fast and accurate. As he started drinking again, Katherine rolled her eyes before letting the motion follow through. Moving to rip the bottle from his hands and smash it against the opposite wall if she could manage tugging it from his grasp, as her voice dropped an octave. "No more goddamn booze Damon, you don't get to hide at the bottom of a bottle today."

And once more, his voice turned cruel, and something inside her snapped. While she could lash out at him like she always did, as a vampire, she couldn't. Instead, Katherine found herself breaking like a woman, falling apart at the seams as so much wrong from her past collided against one another to leave her choking on bitter unspent tears; even as they threatened to spill from her eyes. "Let me get this straight? You get to sit here, tell me how you're madly in love with Elena. Tell me how I should just let Klaus murder me to make you all happy. Tell me how much you hope I suffer, how much you hate me, how much you never loved me. I came here to say goodbye to you before, to tell someone I, god help me, loved that I might not live through being fucking bait to save your brother and help my Elena and you're nothing but heartless to me."

Her words didn't sink in too far into her own mind as they came pouring out, arms lashing out to the sides in frustration, almost in defeat. "I told you where I was, how i couldn't come to you or Klaus would have found us. Butchered all of us. You and Stefan before taking his time killing me. And you didn't care!" Her hand came up, pointing directly at him as her voice filled with more fire laced with tears. As much as she wanted to stop, needed to stop, Katherine couldn't help hold back the wave of pain as she ranted to someone who was once so dear to her. She loved him, she would alway love him. But he spurned her away. Was she supposed to stay there, take the beatings and the verbal slings and arrows to watch him pine over Elena?

"I loved you. You threw me out, remember? Shoved me up against that same goddamned wall and kissed me pretending I was my Descendant! Before letting me walk away. Crying, I might fucking add!" Taking an unneeded breath, she pressed on, flinging her hands up in frustration. "Nothing happened between him and I until after You begged me to kill myself. So don't start… Don't you even pretend…" The tears threatening her vision spilled over, and Katherine whipped around. Left arm wrapping taut around her waist to hold her together as the right came up to cover over her mouth to quiet the sobs. Nothing could save her shoulders from shaking, despite her best effort and Katherine couldn't choke past the wave of self-loathing. She wanted this to be over, to be past it. But she couldn't, no matter what she tried to do.

"…I don't know… but it was a mistake… Her words were soft, echoing in the room discordant and broken. The hand over her mouth fell to her neck, and her fingertips lightly traced over the already healed bruises. Memory of rope pulling tight brought to the surface every time someone choked her. Eyes distant, with her back to him, Katherine felt herself begin to give up again. Just like the last time in this room...





::stop:: ANgst angst, angst angst!
::look:: Outfit
::listen:: Herr Drosselmeyer's Doll by Abney Park
::you're it:: Damon!! <3
::the credit:: Jess

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Damon was lost. He hadn't seen Katherine in decades. "I think I'd remember seeing you a week ago." He wasn't going to back down from this fight and he was going to find out why she chose Stefan over him, tonight was the night. He still looked at her with disgust. She had abandoned him when he truly loved her, he searched for her and planned to get her out. All of his life was wasted and for what? So, she could run around with some other guy when Damon was clearly trying to fix things. As far as Damon was concerned, Katherine didn't mean anything to him right now, well that's what he was telling himself.

As Damon drank he felt the bottle leave his grasp and thrown to the wall. "Fine, lets just get this done with." He just wanted this conversation to be over, he couldn't look at her without showing the hurt in his eyes. He had never been so hurt before. He thought he'd be ready for it but he truly wasn't and seeing her just made so many memories come back of the two happy together but her being selfish and falling in love with Stefan also. Maybe it was just fun and games to her when she was with him. There was a lot on Damon's mind and he didn't know which fact was true. She either once loved him or he was just a toy to play with.

It was Damon's turn to be confused. "What the hell are you talking about?! I barely know Elena. And she's just some carbon copy of you. I loved you! I searched for you! I wanted you back so badly but then I hear that you were never in the tomb?! Why didn't you ever go looking for me? Was it because you never loved me? And bait for my brother and Elena? I don't care about them they can do whatever the fuck they want. They can die for all I care. I'll even throw a parade when they do die." Why would Damon fall in love with Elena, he wasn't sick like that and Elena was a liar and why fall in love with a liar? If anything Damon was the only person allowed to lie but life wasn't like that of course. He didn't want to discuss this anymore but something was telling him that this conversation was just getting started.

None of this was making sense. She was acting like he was there for all of this, why would he ever say anything heartless to Katherine when he loved her. He of course cared and she should know that. "Why wouldn't I care? I don't even know who this Klaus is, but I'll kill him." He was so confused right now, he needed to be filled in. "What do you mean you couldn't come to me? You came to me when I was human. Tell me the difference now?" She just up and left him right when he was a vampire when he thought the guard took her to the church.

Damon didn't understand at all but he felt bad for her. He let the anger go a little bit and filled his eyes with sadness. "Katherine...I-I don't remember any of this." He didn't remember any of it and he trusted her, why would she have any reason to lie at all? He wanted to believe her but none of this was coming to him. He just knew that he came back to Mystic Falls and was gonna set her free but apparently she was never in the tomb. He just didn't understand what was going on. "I don't know what you're talking about!" He dcreamed it. He was tired of this, not knowing what people were talking about and why would he tell her to kill herself? That would be just stupid.

On instinct Damon hugged her. He didn't know why but he just felt like he needed to. He still loved her even if she never went to see him but he couldn't help it. Maybe he was just some lost puppy without her but he didn't care right know. "Why? Why did you choose Stefan?" Anger was starting to fill him again but he stopped it. He knew he'd be getting angry when she gave her reasoning but this moment was good right now. He wanted to know why she picked Stefan when Stefan was just not the guy for her. If Katherine said the wrong things Damon would definitely be saying things he'd regret later on.

Word count: 771
Tag: Katherine <3
Outfit: outfit!
Notes: Omg so far loving this thread! Damon is a sucker for her right now <3 damn his memory loss

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[jess]

The more he spoke, the more Katherine actually allowed his words to sink in. Something was wrong, at a primal and deep level. He was confused and missing time, memories even. That unless this was it and she was finally going mad, Damon had been messed with. Not a complete tabula rasa, but close. Each word he spoke broke her heart, and all she wanted to do was try to fix it. To do anything to make up for all of the mistakes of the past. Maybe this is a second chance, maybe I can do something right for once.

It felt like a chance for redemption, a chance that maybe they could try and find some type of balance between them. As he started to crack around the edges, letting his hard façade chip and flutter away, Katherine felt her face soften. This was Her Damon. The sweet soldier boy in a world that pressed in from all sides. Strong but in his own way beautifully fragile. It was apart of him her blood took away, what she took away. Too see it again was gut-wrenching. "Damon… Damon, it's okay. It's gonna be okay." Her voice was soothing, taking on the lightest edge of her accent in comfort. And as soon as his eyes filled with sorrow, she felt her heart crack even more.

As soon as his arms wrapped around her, the dam of emotions inside Katherine burst. The tears she had been holding back since their last conversation poured silently down her face as a voiceless sob shook her shoulders. Immediately, she pulled him close; not recognizing the soft shushing noise coming from her own voice right away. With one hand cupping the back of his head, weaving into his hair, her opposite gently smoothed large circles on his back. "I've got you. it's okay. I've got you Damon." It was all she could think of doing, and it was everything she needed as well. A cathartic release of centuries of pain, punctuated by the soft kiss she pressed to his temple.

She knew she needed to give him answers, and for once the concept of lying to him just seemed so wrong. She had lied before, told him he meant nothing. And all it got her was his hatred. Not again, not this time. Not when they could start over and at the very least be close again; even if they might not ever be together again. Placing a cool hand on either side of his face, she gently cradled him between her palms before smoothing her thumbs over his cheekbones. Trying to show him how serious she was, and how devoid of any sort of duplicity in her face and words."I didn't, Damon." A soft gulp before pressing forward, the words spilling past her lips as her thumbs traced over the lines of his face.

"I loved you. Both of you. But I didn't chose either of you. I had to run. Damon, Klaus is an Original. He's a hybrid and I've been running from him for centuries. He's why I'm like this. Why I'm a vampire. When I was alive, I was a dopplegänger like Elena. I was Tatia's. And he wanted to use my blood in a ritual, one that was going to drain me dry and kill me. So I ran… And he butchered my family for it, and left them for me to find." Being so honest to another person about her roots felt so strange, but between the three newest keepers of her lore, it made sense.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed on. Needing him to know why she never came back, why she always ran away. "He swore that I would pay, suffer for running. I couldn't stay. Because he would find me. And if i let you or Stefan know where I was he wouldn't just kill me. He wants to torture me. And butchering the pair of you would be like killing my family all over again. You two were all I had, I had to go. And you were so adamant about finding me. It would have been child's play for him to follow you to me. And now he has. He's here and he held me captive so Stefan could get away."

Again she gave him a soft bittersweet smile, before smoothing her hands along his face and down to his shoulders. She didn't want to let go of him or break physical contact. This was it; it was as though he had become her anchor and she didn't want to fuck everything up again. Not like this. Not when she could try and salvage something. "I had a daughter. In Bulgaria. But she was ripped from me before I could even hold her. Elena is my descendent, she's my Daughter's Legacy. Please, for me don't hate her? Please? Damon, I am begging you. If you want to hate me for leaving, hate me. But please don't hate her."

Another shuddering breath, more trembling hands. Try as she may, Katherine didn't care about the tears shining in her eyes and gliding down her cheeks. They had been falling incessantly since his arms slid around her, and her voice matched the emotion in thready notes and shaking timbre. "Damon someone has messed with your memory. And I swear I will do anything to help you get it back. Even if it means you'll hate me again. But for one instant don't you dare think I never loved you. I tried to tell you that lie once. It was the only one I regret, but I had no choice. I'm so so sorry, Damon. I will do anything to bring you back. Because seeing you like this, hurting like this. It's killing me… I think, I think he did something. Klaus made Stefan fall into his more Ripper tendencies. Maybe he did this to you?"

Oh God, help me. This is all my fault…




::stop:: It started pouring rain at my house as soon as Kat started crying. o.O
::look:: Outfit
::listen:: The rainfall
::you're it:: Damon!! <3
::the credit:: Jess

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Damon wasn't sure what was happening right now. Maybe Sophia was right, he couldn't have said that he hated Katherine and would hate her, he just couldn't bring himself to hate her right now. Yeah, he was pissed off but he still loved her. He hated being proved wrong but it wasn't like Sophia was here to rub it in his face or something. All he knew was that this night was supposed to be him alone drinking his pain away but then she came along, he thought he would curse her out, but for some reason he felt as if there was no point as if he did that. Maybe Damon was going crazy, he didn't really know. He just wanted her but she didn't want him, he knew that.

Damon felt Katherine comforting him, did he need it? Was this right? And why was Katherine acting so nice? She seemed different. "I don't need your comfort. Shouldn't you be whoring around with whoever that hunter is?" He said it harshly. He had his walls built up and he wasn't going to bring them down, but if she said the right things then he would. Damon just didn't trust anyone besides Sophia for some strange reason. Right now he just needed answers from her, he had so many questions. He knew Katherine had a lot of secrets and he wanted to know why she would toy with him all these years. Damon was more than hurt and it was hard to cover that.

Was Damon being bipolar right now? One minute he says something harsh and then he hugs her? He wasn't alright right now and his feelings were just jumbled. Damon felt heart broken but he felt a little angry. It was weird, the comforting, he still didn't understand it. He just wasn't used to it at all, no one really did this especially Katherine. He expected her to be a bitch but for some reason she was being the complete opposite and he didn't know what to do. He was just surprised to see the sudden change, but then again it had been numerous years so why would he be surprised?

Damon was going to bite his tongue but he never did that, he always spoke his mind. "What do you mean you didn't? You played both him and my brother and then turned the both of us Katherine." He never liked how she turned Stefan, Damon truly thought it was only him but apparently not. He let Katherine further explain as she spoke Damon was in shock. She was telling the truth, who would go to great lengths to make up a story like that. "Good thing you met me," he smirked. He was being a little cocky but it was the only thing to make this whole situation sad and just painful. He wanted to kill Klaus so badly. "The question is, who did you love more? The hot older brother or...the unfortunate little brother?" Damon had always wanted to know this. He was glad to know that Sophia thought he was hotter, it gave him a huge ego boost.

"You know I would have done anything to protect you. I searched for you, I wanted to help you. I was there for you. If you told me where you were I could have if you let me. You came first." Katherine always came first and Damon would have done everything in his power for her to be safe, she should have given him the chance to do that, but now it was to late. He wanted Klaus gone from this town but he knew that it wasn't going to happen, if Klaus was stronger than Damon then Damon would just have to play smarter. Everyone was so scared of this Klaus and annoyed him, Klaus should be afraid of Damon. Originals must die the same as an average vampire right?

Another shocking moment. "I had...no idea." No words would come out after that. Katherine had a daughter but she was taken away, it must have been frowned upon back then or something to have a kid at a young age. That must have torn Katherine, break her. "Why would I hate her? She lied to me but I had my fun with her and Stefan," he said with another smirk. He remembered that day, Elena being scared of him and Stefan pretending to act calm when he wasn't. Elena wasn't really hurt but still it was just fun to toy with the two. He didn't hate her though, he had no reason to.

Damon saw Katherine crying and that actually broke his heart even more, he wasn't going to cry but he wiped her tears with his finger. He wasn't sure why he was being so sympathetic but it was Katherine and she knew his sensitive side. Or at least the guy he used to be. "I've been getting that a lot. This Klaus if he so happened to erase my memory then that bastard will die. I have plans of getting back. I always have a plan." He wasn't going to mention Sophia, that was still a surprise. "Isn't this nice? A sentimental moment," he said with a playful smile. He wasn't serious at all and he realized that he didn't hate her, he was still a little hurt though.

Word count: 897
Tag: Katherine<3!
Outfit: Outfit!
Notes: Awe Poor Kat! I love these two, I actually think they would make good friends in the future! And epic! Perfect timing for the rain and Kat crying<3 I wish it rained when i wrote my post!

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[jess]

It was their dance, Damon and Katherine. The same steps, never deterring. One would lead, the other follow; too long spinning about the floor to even remember which was which anymore. Always apart, orbiting one another but never truly touching save the lightest. No real contact or support, more simple illusion of two being one. How else could they be, how else could it ever be? But the pair of them dancing as the world burned around them? The Eternal Tango of Star-Crossed Sire and Childe.

Whore.

His words bit, deeper than any blade. Her body went tight, eyes falling shut in sharp relief. While she flinched within, her body went hard. Immortal stillness, the kind only elder vampires could possess. Unnerving and unnatural, defiance of all things living and warm. The only movement the simple trail of one final tear down a marble cheek. How Icarus was she, too believe in Fairy Tales? While Love gave you Wings, what vampire could dare fly so close to Helios and not expect to burn away? They were merely echoes Post-Embrace. Life was for the Living, and she was far from that. To try and change was folly, to try and believe things would ever be different a child's wish in a starless night. Long ago Katerina damned herself. For a promise of sweet sin on the lips of a boy she barely knew. A boy who left her ruined, and made her what she was. Set her on the path to become nothing more than an unlovable monster. Why did she continually try to seek succor in the arms of those who weren't hers? Her happiness betrayed her, centuries ago. And she was simply too damaged to acknowledge it.

Why should she defend her actions to him anymore? What did it matter? What could she possibly say that he would listen to, acknowledge in the least? It served no point, a waste of needless air pleading her case to an unsympathetic jury. She knew how well it did her last time, as her daughter slip past her bedroom door to never be seen again. Her own father ignored her begging, her childer cared less than he did. Instead, she chose to let the question wash over her, past her and into eternity as her eyes slowly opened. He continued his tribunal, asking after her heart. "Аз не знам…" She couldn't stop her native tongue from passing her lips, as she risked looking at his face.

That thrice damned, handsome face. As her eyes ghosted over his features, his words rang through her head from far off. An echo in her mind, as his lips pulled in a smirk. "Толкова те обичам, Damon."

[/i] It took a heartbeat neither had of their own accord before she remembered herself. "I'd say sorry, but you wouldn't believe me. I'd say it was for your safety, but you would argue with me. I'd say you didn't matter to me, but I'd be lying." When the shock stole over his features, Katherine fixed him with a self-deprecating smile. "I didn't know how to tell you."

While she was distant currently, it was to her memories and not from anyone. While she wanted to say something about him being flippant about his brother and her descendant, she knew better. It would come back to him, with his memories; his love for Elena and loathing for her would careen back and pull him out of her life again. But Heaven damn her further, she needed this. This masochistic endeavor to keep him close. To hold him once last time. To have their combined scents in her nose as they embraced. Her Damon, her beloved Damon. Her lost soul, her damned love. As his fingers brushed across her cheeks, her eyes fell shut with a soft sigh. This touch, feather light upon the apples of her cheeks was a balm she took for granted. How could she not see him for what he was? How could she force herself into believing that he wouldn't survive Klaus' wrath? She wanted back in their lives for Stefan, too jealous of her own surviving blood to see the man who truly was devoted to her. And too late, twice over in fact.

An Immortal Romeo to her Damned Juliet, when even in Death they could not be. The weak smile had her eyes downcast, as her words softly rang out. Hopefully with the weight they demanded. "If you kill him, any vampire from his line will die. That could be Rose, therefore me. And you. And Stefan. We can't kill him." At his playful smile, Katherine couldn't help the short burst of laughter. A genuine if watery smile curling her lips, as her eyes heated with bittersweet sorrow. "Our first in awhile. Think the last one had me in a corset."

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"I don't know…"
"I love you so much, Damon."



::stop:: This was by far, my favorite writing I've done for Katherine on here, ever! And this song… is SOOO Damon and Kat.
::look:: Outfit
::listen:: El Tango de Roxanne from Moulin Rouge
::you're it:: Damon!! <3
::the credit:: Jess[/color]
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It was always like this. Damon and Katherine could never agree and they did the same things over and over. They would fight and someone would get hurt in the end, the thing is the person that was always hurt was Damon. It sucked being the one that cared more, he hated it to a point where he just wanted to turn his humanity off and not care for her but he couldn't. He needed her or he just needed something from her. He wanted her but she had Sam and Damon wanted to be selfish and take her but he knew that it wouldn't be able to work at all, all he could do was semi accept it if he could. He probably wouldn't. He'd be okay if he didn't meet Sam, he still couldn't believe she fell in love with a human then again she did have Stefan and Damon when they were human.

Damon was puzzled when she spoke in her language. Damon just listened which he usually never did. He just couldn't help himself and the next thing shocked him. "What?" That's all Damon could say right now. She cared for him still although she didn't show it. Everything was just going so fast for him, he didn't understand. "I...you're being honest right now?" He knew she was, he trusted her but he knew she was manipulative, he had never seen this Katherine before. "You're different. You seem...happy. And maybe I wouldn't argue, maybe I would have understood," he gave a smile. Katherine knew him well and he knew her they both knew what arguments would arise because of their personalities. Maybe it was best for them not to be in a relationship, was this closure?

Damon hugged her tightly. The only person to see this side of him was Katherine, she saw his true side, the man he once was...human Damon. He didn't want to let go, it felt like he was saying goodbye or something.Damon wasn't understanding at all, he had loved for decades but it was as if tonight changed that, as if the love turned into friendship instead of lust and passion. He knew this hug would end soon. "Katherine, I'll always love you." Damon's words shocked him when he said that, he couldn't believe it, closure of basically years and years of wondering if she was okay and now he had found her, but things were different. He knew that and he would have to live with that, for some reason he was sort of okay with it.

Maybe the two were never meant to be but if Katherine had given him the chance to be the man she needed, he could have been that man. Their love was never meant to be which lead them up to here. But for once Damon was sure that he wanted Katherine to be happy...he didn't want this hatred. He looked at her when she said every vampire would die. "There goes that plan. We could always get some witch to do something to him. It's been awhile since I've seen one...could be fun." If Klaus was threatening to hurt Katherine then Damon had to do something to make Katherine safe. "So, this Klaus what else can you tell me about him? Elena and Stefan kept telling me he was this evil guy," he said sarcastically. "I didn't know my brother was into human's who looked like you, looks like someone's desperate."

Word count: 578
Tag: Katherine<3
Outfit: Here!
Notes: This took way too long to get in this thread sorry! And omg I am loving this thread finally closure like this will make Damon have to think a lot about once he gets his memories back.

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When he asked her if she was being honest, Katherine tried not to roll her eyes. She supposed she brought it on herself really; but after centuries of duplicity, honesty was a novelty Katherine Pierce was currently enjoying to it's fullest. At the idea of him not arguing, she couldn't help but arch an eyebrow with a soft chuckle under her breath. The day Damon Salvatore didn't argue was a day she had yet to see dawn. It was one of the things she loved most about him, despite how many times it made her want to drop kick the handsome brunet down a flight of stairs.

They clung together, two lost children adrift in the expanse of Tempus and Fortuna. Perhaps in another life they could finally figure things out and be together. The two could fall in love, maybe even have a family together, grow old side by side. No one could deny that they loved each other. No one could deny how dear they were to the other. Why else could they cause the other so much pain? But there was two types of soul mates; the type whose love withstands the test of time and the type who burn each other away until nothing remains. They were Star-Crossed, and nothing could alter the course of their stars. "And I will never stop loving you." It was genuine, barely whispered past quivering lips. They would only destroy each other, despite how much they might wish otherwise. Goodbyes were Bittersweet, Goodbyes like this left scars on the soul.

If I still even have one…

Wiping at her eyes, Katherine smirked a bit before laughing softly. Maybe a witch would work, it was better than any plan they had come up with yet. "It's worth a shot. I'm fresh out of witches but I can keep my ear to the ground." When he mentioned Klaus, Katherine shrugged with a roll of her eyes. "He's an insufferable hybrid bastard with equally insufferable hybrid friends. And they're right about that. He has a passing fancy with sanity on a good day…" The joke at Stefan's expense had Katherine snickering, delighted at the jab at her less than favorite Salvatore at the moment.

"Would you expect anything less? It's still Stefan we're talking about." It took a few moments before Katherine gave in to the woman who first came to Mystic Falls so many years ago. With gentle hands, Katherine cupped Damon's jawline. Leaning up onto her tip toes, she pressed a soft kiss to his lips. Filled with the loss of all of the ones they missed, all of the passion they shared, all of the sweetness they only showed each other. This kiss was Goodbye, the closure they both needed. She didn't want to be the one to break away, and a small part of her wasn't sure her heart could take it if they did.



::stop:: FEELING ALL OF THE FEELS!!!! We should end this soonish and have another now that Damon has his memories. I am such a sucker for Datherine angst.
::look:: Outfit
::listen:: Big Girls Don't Cry by Fergie
::you're it:: Damon!! <3
::the credit:: Jess

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That was it, the final closure. Damon and Katherine were officially over. No more pain, anger, and hurt. Damon felt good, really good. It was weird, as if he'd been waiting for this moment more than all his life. Him and Katherine had ended things on good note. They both loved each other, there was no doubt about that at all but it was time to move on and finally be happy. He didn't have to think about her all the time, the two could be friends. Damon wanted Katherine to be happy as well and hopefully she would be. Even though she had been a manipulative bitch...she changed and Damon could tell, whoever her boyfriend was really turned her into a semi-decent person.

Damon really wanted to meet Klaus, or have a confrontation with him. He wanted to do something about this hybrid but apparently a normal vampire couldn't kill an original which was just stupid. "I just want to know something, why is he in this town?" Damon wanted to know why Klaus wanted to stay here, he knew the hybrid had a motive. Damon wanted to come here to piss off his brother and get Katherine, that was his motive but all of that failed apparently except the part about pissing Stefan off, that worked perfectly. Nothing went according to plan but it seemed as if things were better which he liked. Damon could finally breathe and let things go, in a way he was free just from everything. "You see, I knew my brother had some type of stalker vibe about him," he said with a grin.

It felt weird that Damon and Katherine were actually doing okay right now. Katherine had kissed Damon and he knew what kind of kiss it was, it was the goodbye kiss which he could settle for. All those years he had wanted to feel his lips on hers and it finally happened, this was the end, the closure of it all. The kiss was gentle and passionate but Damon didn't want to let go. He closed his eyes feeling sad and about to tear up but he wasn't going to cry, at least not now. He knew he'd have to break away but then when he did...it'd be over and he wasn't sure if he was ready for that. His heart wouldn't be able to take it. How would he be able to handle it? He wasn't sure at all.

What almost seemed like forever, he pulled away and hugged her so he could hold her in his arms one last time. "You were...the first girl I ever loved." Maybe this was why it was hard to let go because of the love he had for her all those years and now that love would still be there but in a friend way. He had to get out of this house just to think at least or talk to someone, but who was there to talk to? He had no one. Maybe Sophia but he was starting to care for her and he didn't want to mention anything plus he didn't know where to find her. "This was...nice maybe we should do it again, if I'm in the mood," he said trying to make things less sentimental. Damon used his finger to brush her hair behind her ear. "Goodbye...Katherine," he said with a hurtful and happy smile. This was goodbye and it was finally time to let go.

Word count: 582
Tag: Katherine<3
Notes: UGH THESE TWO!!! I think in the end they will be good friends. And I was thinking you post and then finished thread? And then we can start our next thread and I'll post a lot faster <3

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As they kissed, memories floated past Katherine's eyes. The first time their eyes met, Their first kiss. Mornings spent in each other's arms and evenings getting lost in each other's touch. Every agonizing fight, every glorious reunion. Their passion and love would stand the test of time; a glorious inferno that eventually needed to burn down to merely coals bound in friendship. She felt pinpricks of tears sting her eyes as her hands wound themselves into Damon's hair. Pouring all of themselves into this moment was cathartic as much as it was pain. But it was so much better this way, the possible destruction they could bring into each other's lives was a razor's edge away. But the pair had grown so much since they first fell in love; despite their denials and proclamations it was truly for the best.

Later she would break down, arms wrapped tight around her knees as she sobbed for the Might-Have-Beens and Maybe-Could-Haves. They lingered; far longer than most would would felt less, knew less when it came to love and loss. When he pulled away, Katherine could help the almost soundless sob that passed her lips as he enfolded her into his arms. Closing her eyes, Katherine let every detail scorch into her mind to hold for the ages; the steady pressure of his arms wrapped around her, the soft fabric of his shirt as it lay against her cheek, the scent of him that even after all these years Katherine could swear still rang of sunshine and gun powder. Her hand rested over where his heart once beat, and she allowed herself a moment of memory for it's lost sound. She nodded at his words, pulling herself closer to him, hoping he understood the unspoken request. She loved when he held her, and even as friends she could not survive eternity without occasionally tucking herself into his arms until the world fell away. He would still be her port in any storm, even if he was destined to be another's Guiding Light.

As his fingers brushed her hair back, Katherine looked up through her lashes. Her face was soft, the closest she had ever been with him to Katerina. Or once he remembered her, the closest she had ever looked like Elena. It was the softness of the Petrova line that was their strength. That, and the depths of their heart; once they were brave enough to let love in. With a hand on his cheek, Katherine whispered the two words she had said before, though they never hung with such a bittersweet sorrow. "Goodbye… Damon."




::stop:: :cute sniffles, smiles: The End!! <3
::look:: Outfit
::listen::
::you're it:: Damon!! <3
::the credit:: Jess

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